The movement outside the door naturally also alarmed Jing Ci, and Xi Jian, who was sent out by him to investigate the situation, walked over leisurely.

As if he had found something funny, he laughed and said, "Lord, a group of people came from outside the door to ask the fake county lord to ask for rain, but the fake county lord agreed."

"That's interesting," Jing Ci said, putting down the scroll in his hand and standing up, "Let's go, let's go have a look."

When the two walked to the door, they happened to see the people hugging Yang Qing in the center, and wanted to take Yang Qing to ask for rain.

Song Linyuan's face turned cold when he saw Jing Xi, "Why are you here too."

Jing Xi Youyu spoke, "Ling'er personally begged for rain, such a meaningful thing, of course the national teacher should go with him to see."

Song Linyuan didn't stop it, but in front of Jing Xi, he didn't shy away from instructing his four guards.

"The four of you follow the national teacher, take a good look, don't let the national teacher play any tricks."

After hearing this, the four guards who were pointed out immediately walked behind Jing Xi.

Looking at the people around him all of a sudden, Jing Ci didn't care, "Don't worry, the national teacher is really just going to take a look."

"Oh? That's the son of this world who lives the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Jing Xi sneered, "It's good that the prince knows."

Song Linyuan's face became even more gloomy, he snorted coldly, walked to Yang Qing's side, and didn't pay attention to Jing Xi behind him.

Jing Xi didn't care, and kept up with the crowd.

The place where the people chose to pray for rain was outside the city, and by the time the group arrived, it was already noon, which was the hottest time.

There are also a group of people there, and they have already laid out all the things they need to ask for rain.

After seeing Yang Qing coming, someone asked aloud, "Who is this?" What about the county lord?"

"This is the county lord." Some people explained what happened at the gate of Mufu to the people who asked for rain.

When everyone heard this, they came to their senses, and a young man came out, "This place is ready, and you can start praying for rain."

Hearing this, the white-bearded elder made a gesture to Yang Qing, "County Lord, please."

Yang Qing was very useful for the support and respect of the people, and was already completely immersed in Shen Ling's identity as the county lord.

She walked to the platform, took the three sticks of incense from the people next to her, and after lighting them, Yang Qing walked up the long stairs step by step and walked to the high platform.

There was a sacrificial person next to him who was reciting the sacrificial words, and with the words of the sacrifice, Yang Qing knelt on the cushion and bowed to the emperor and queen.

After deeply deducting the three heads, Yang Qing inserted the incense into the incense burner.

The people in the audience were looking forward to it, and some people even still held up the clay pot and waited for it to rain when it rained.

Time passed, the sun still hung high in the sky, exuding a scorching sun, and the clouds drifted by slowly, without the slightest phenomenon of gathering.

"How so?" The people in the audience were very disappointed, they fell to the ground, and the whole person still lost the enthusiasm at the beginning.

The priest's face on the stage was not good-looking, sweat was dripping from his forehead one by one, he wiped the sweat, and shook his head with a wry smile helplessly.

"It seems that even the Phoenix Blood Heart is useful."

Yang Qing had long known that this would be the result, so she walked down the steps without any burden.

But with her movements, the mask on her face was cracking little by little, but Yang Qing didn't notice it at all.

Under the strong sunlight, the mask was finally drained of water, and it exploded from Yang Qing's face with a thud, completely falling off Yang Qing's face.

Yang Qing only felt a cold on her face, her skin, which had not been in contact with the air for a long time, came with a sensitive tremble, she wanted to cover her face, but it was too late.

Song Linyuan looked at this scene in shock, the way his face cracked brought him a lot of shock, and then he understood something.

His face turned pale, "You're not Shen Ling!"

Realizing that he had been kept in the dark all this time, Song Linyuan's eyes were stained with murderous intent, "You dare to tease this son like this

This son is going to kill you!"

Yang Qing's face turned pale when she saw her identity revealed, she knelt in front of Song Linyuan with a plop, and grabbed Song Linyuan's trouser leg with her fingers.

"The son of the world spared his life, it was my ghost who deceived the son, but my feelings for the son of the world during this time are true, I beg the son of the world to see that you and I get along well during this time, and you can let me go."

Thinking of getting along during this time, Song Linyuan was even more disgusted, he would make soup for such a person and kiss her.

Song Linyuan's stomach was churning, and he couldn't help retching, and his eyes were filled with physiological tears because of this reason.

He didn't want to kill Yang Qing anymore, he wanted to take Yang Qing back and torture her! Only in this way can he be worthy of his efforts these days!

Song Linyuan wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and he instructed his subordinates, "Take this lowly guy who pretends to be the county lord to this prince and take it away!"

Yang Qing was dragged away from Jing Ci by Song Linyuan's guards, and when she saw Yang Qing's unremarkable face, Jing Ci smiled lightly.

"It's wonderful."

Xijian folded his hands, holding the long sword, and he also watched it with relish.

Song Linyuan, who heard the voice, turned his head suddenly, he recalled the time when he was in contact with Yang Qing, although Jing Xi had been fighting for the wind and being jealous, but he had never touched Yang Qing.

"You already knew she wasn't Shen Ling."

Jing Xi didn't care, "So what?"

Song Linyuan frowned, and asked angrily, "Did you collude with her and deliberately come to disgust this son?"

Jing Ci glanced at Song Linyuan lightly, "The national master can't cooperate with such a person to deceive the prince."

"It's you, the son of the world, who keeps saying that you like Ling'er, but you can't even see that this person is a fake."

Song Linyuan's anger couldn't be suppressed at all, and he didn't care that there were still many people watching here.

"I'm going to kill you!"

After these days of recuperation, Jing Ci's injuries have fully recovered, and he is not afraid of Song Linyuan at all.

The two were about to fight, but the secret guard who was sent out by Jing Xi to contact Shen Ling came over.

"Lord, the lord of the county has sent a letter."

When the dark guard was sent out, he was told by Jing Ci that he had to inform him of Shen Ling's news as soon as possible, so after Jing Ci was not found in the house, the dark guard found it all the way here.

Jing Xi couldn't care about Song Linyuan anymore, so he hurriedly walked to the side of the secret guard, took the letter and read it carefully.

Song Linyuan heard that it was Shen Ling's letter, so he had to suppress the anger in his heart for the time being.

After waiting for Jing Xi to finish reading the letter, Song Linyuan asked anxiously, "What did the county lord write to you?"

"Ling'er said that the one who pretended to be her was a beggar she rescued on the road, and her original name was Yang Qing." Jing Ci told Song Linyuan about Yang Qing's identity and deliberately disgusted him.